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“Stewart. It’s Kyle. Can we meet?”
“Of course. What’s wrong?” asked Stewart.
“We really need to talk now. Are you home?”
“Yeah. Come on over. I’m heading out to the casino in two hours.”
“I’ll be there in twenty minutes. Stay put,” responded Kyle.
Kyle hopped into his car and met Stewart at his place. He parked on the driveway and rang the bell.
“Kyle, great to see you. Come on in. Can I grab you a drink? You look stressed.”
“I’m fine, Stewart. It’s only noon. Too early for a drink.”
“It’s never too early for a drink. Relax, man. Take a load off,” responded Stewart.
“Stewart, I’m freaking out, man. I noticed that I have a journalist in my courtroom. The kickbacks have been helping me with the expenses for my wife’s treatment. The treatment is not getting any cheaper. I can’t g
